hi little heart sparks
i remember you back then
heady and tipsy
returning once again
but i curse you jerk mind
laughing at my emotional tide
of the flirtflitflightflow
a sin wave of a ride
slaying with smirks
and witty remarks
melting me to puddles
is it just me that feels hearts?
whatever it is
i fly out of my mind
for dizzy fun moments
i hope is felt in kind.
🎢
i want to absorb
the smiles and laughs,
the warmth of souls,
in the places i pass
the little joys
of swirling winds,
on a california day,
sunshine on skin
an evening ease of camaraderie
two gals and tales most bawdily,
laughlaugh -snort- laughing so much,
cotton candy gossip on bands we crushed
a poignant day to contemplate life’s existing
sudden vulnerabilities to stories plot twisting
looking in the eyestorm of a balanced life
intertwined with life’s pain, its presence, rife
everything is impermanent
a truth and sting in my heart
pleaseletmebreathe-it-all-in
to convey a loving existence – of light and art
☀️
**(and dogs)
tired day
weight of fray
self-compassion
with gentle ration
gut check thoughts
to alleviate fraughts
a stroll and laughs
with silly gaffes
steadied my psyche
an evening high key
a lil goofy black pug
ran to me, big hug
it licks and it kisses
and… (sigh)
what a life this is.
🖤
thanks princey pug!
heavyweight of a head fog
heartache like a felled log
took a beat to listen
and not ignore what’s missing
my peace and time too precious
exposed to chosen depthless
of invalidating emotions,
experiences and notions
don’t kowtow to the recent past
the tired facade will never last
i choose that it’s the time of me
my heart, love, and light, set free.
♥️ 🐶
regal lady beagle,
mocha is thy name.
an honor it is
to serve you queen,
and pat
this royal dame.
your helicopter tail
a spirit prevails
wondrously at your age.
a dozenth years of
love and cheers
so pleased to love you
sage.
july’s nearly done
tho summer felt just begun
wistfully undone
by a gradient sink of the sun
time’s waning pull
of life and carefree fun
memories drawn
of Link to london.
these glowing moments,
a cherished gift
for my soul’s heart,
a leap and a lift.
as we continue
from frame to frame
tending to life’s dance
with our delicate inner flame
💗
beyootiful aussie shepherd
guarding on the ave
i gesture to your hooman
if fluffy hellos i may have.
you approach me poised, confident
and sidled to my side
your lovely eyes looking up to me
and scratches i abide
so soft and sweet my lovely boy
a recharge so much required
we looked to each other as i left
a connection quite desired.
.
thanks lovey!
fuzzy fluffy silly link
bed head hair and tongue of pink
your hoomans lovingly call you stink
jokes on them, you’re a child of DINKs
:)
curly cocoa mini doodle
laying sweetly with your broodle
thank you for the little kisses
as i rubbed your belly, blisses
a tiny little paw laid on my arm
sweet love to you, my afternoon charm
🤎
”aww you made him happy” :)
i love you so much link
with your plush little face
ample little beard
thick hair swept in place
your solid little paws
and their sweet soft thuds
running on wood floors
to chase your ball beloved
i’ll entertain any silly game with you
like get ball from under the couch
watching you watch me
as i strain my back, ouch!
and you’ll do the same for me
as we play our carwash
weaving through my legs purposely
then we cheer with chaos
life was a bit hard
before i met you
pandemic and isolation
brought me to you, my love true.
💗
it’s the purest gift
to be loved by you
to feel every moment
kissed with joy anew
the unabashed sprint
of a floofer mid-run
when spotting his auntie
for him, the “fun” one
i could spend my life
just watching you live
that would be bliss
time i’d happily give.
when your heart is 16,
and the dopamine hits,
talking with you, i become
a bit of a twit.
babbling quite nervously,
my eyes dart around,
you, and your poised stature,
while i eke out squeak sounds.
it’s fun and it’s horrifying,
and i’m an unraveling mess.
but i hope that you see through it
and are rilly, - um really, impressed?
:D
hello basic bullshit salad
with your shredded safety-pack greens,
a cold display of valu-bag toppings
a who’s who of has-beens.
a pile of parched floppy olives
and an overcooked sliced egg
tasteless beefsteak tomatoes
chopped in big chunks of red.
beheaded inches of green beans
boiled to a deathly green-grey
a scoop of starchy cold potatoes
with a coating i can’t convey.
how do you call this a nicoise?
zee French would be aghast!
the bastardization of their composition
of which they would surely trash.
the final insult to this aghastronomy
was the thirty dollar price tag
for a “healthy” lunch in palo alto
ugh, these silicon pirate scallywags
sometimes my heart is extra tender
for all the canines i see
and ponder the extent of
human cruelty
i know, i know.
we can be so broken
to lack empathy
but dog after dog -
doesn’t it jar
your humanity?
to mold such a creature
that requires our love and need.
we are their
protectors and healers
so that we may both
flourish
with dignity.
💗
i love…
that dogs are your friends
wherever you go
quite pleased to greet you
from hanoi to palo alto.
it’s always a comfort
to see their lighthearted bounce
in places unfamiliar
a warmth so pronounced.
their pokey little heads,
enjoying an airy drive.
or sniffing intently
for discoveries to derive.
i hesitantly admit –
we need other humans
to survive,
but i think that
with dogs we are
fully,
present,
joyfully,
alive.
little black dog
gliding across the road,
a confident regal cadence
- with gentle fluid prose.
i imagine you in a top hat
and the clip clop of your trot.
pointed in your life’s direction
hopefully off to buy some scotch.
🐶 🎩 🥃
hi link on the sunday stairs
watching your hoomans.
what do you think of
on lazy days like this?
i know when i see you
my heart leaps to my smile
and wonder how does a pure
being like you, exist?
so much expression in your laze
and gaze
safe in your home at peace
with you.
i like to catch
quick glimpses of you
for that’s all
my heart
can take
every step
a likely snare
caught unawares –
earthquake
little tidbits
here and there
like sprinkles
on a cake
fancy you,
yes i do,
(don’t lose your head)
a chance on us,
let’s take?
cheers tiny grey whippet
adorned in a well-fit raincoat
a streak of bright blue trotting by
on this rainy london day
🇬🇧 💙
little london luck dragon
looking all around
laying still and peacefully
while alert to every sound.
i wish i asked to pet you
and give attention craved;
but loved watching you observing
and wished you love for all your days.
